07/14/2025
Just when I think I’ve seen everything, this happened earlier tonight. 😮 I started writing an outline for my next book… a memoir about my previous life in 1920s Manhattan, where I was an aspiring writer who had a best friend named Freddie. He’s a spirit guide for me now, and just as I typed his name into the story’s outline, I heard a loud noise coming from my basement, as though something had fallen. Both my cats were present and were equally startled to hear a strange noise. I rushed downstairs to see what it was, and initially didn’t find anything amiss. Moments later, I finally pinpointed the noise’s source… double-sided tape from this ambient light gave out (after years of sticking to the underside of the bookshelf with no problem). The light landed on an antique typewriter gifted to me as a reminder of my past life in 1920s Manhattan. The typewriter paper reads, “Be the author of your own life’s story.” Thanks for the reminder, Freddie. 🥹 I am! And what a story it is! Freddie is a key figure in the book, which I’ll begin writing tomorrow now that the outline is nearly finished. 🤯 Spirit guides are masters of timing. Keep your eyes peeled for signs from YOUR guardian angels.
